~O Worship The King
This hymn, written
and published in 1833, has often been called a model hymn for worship.
It has few equals in expressive lyrics and in the exaltation of the
Each of the epithets
applied to God (King, Shield, Defender, Ancient of Days, Maker,
Redeemer, Friend), as well as the vivid imagery (such as, His
chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form and the references to His
attributes, power, might, grace, bountiful care, love)—all combine to
describe with literary eloquence and spiritual warmth the majesty and
praiseworthiness of our God.
The writer, Sir
Robert Grant, was born into a setting of high political life in India,
in 1779. His father was a director of the East India Company. Later he
became a member of the British Parliament from Scotland, and eventually
was appointed Governor of Bombay.
Robert was a devout
and deeply spiritual evangelical Christian all his life. Though involved
in secular and political pursuits, Robert Grant maintained a strong
interest in the missionary outreach of the church throughout his
He was greatly loved
by the people of India, who established a lasting memorial there in the
form of a medical college bearing his name. In 1839, a year after his
death in India, his brother, Charles, published this hymn.
Worship the King 
O worship the King All glorious above!
gratefully sing His power and His love!
shield and Defender, The Ancient of Days,
in splendour, And girded with praise
O, tell of His might Oh, sing of His grace!
robe is the light, Whose canopy space;
chariots of wrath form The deep thunderclouds
dark is His path On the wings of the storm
The earth with its store Of wonders untold
Thy power Hath founded of old:
stablished it fast By a changeless decree;
round it hath cast Like a mantle, the sea
Thy bountiful care What tongue can recite?
breathes in the air, It shines in the light;
streams from the hills, It descends to the plain,
sweetly distills in The dew and the rain
Frail children of dust And feeble as frail—
Thee do we Trust Nor find Thee to fail:
mercies how tender, How firm to the end!
Maker, Defender, Redeemer and Friend1
O measureless Might1 Ineffable Love!
angels delight To hymn Thee above,
humbler creation, Though feeble their lays,
true adoration Shall sing to Thy praise
Paul, Steve Green’s MIDI Hymnal, (Oak Harbor, WA: Logos
Research Systems, Inc.) 1998.